This bizarre story about cranky Digger cults working
their way through the forgotten entrails of the Moscow
subways I consider myself a veteran, hardbitten net-d00d, and I
even have a taste for Slavic websurfing, but this is some seriously
challenging material. Yowzah.

I really enjoyed it when this Fukuyama guy, who proclaimed the "end of
history" to general acclaim, suddenly discovered that people were
becoming posthuman. Fukuyama seems intensely alarmed by this
prospect, but what else is new.